Amid an endless wilderness,

a band of explorers presses on.

The scorching sun beats down,

and icy winds lash out,

with deserts and frozen plains

taking turns to challenge them.

Many set out brimming with confidence,

only to be undone by the searing heat,

lose their bearings in the biting cold,

or collapse under the weight of their own exhaustion.

Their footsteps grow heavy,

their direction unclear,

and it seems there is no path

through this vast and desolate land.

Yet deep within this barren expanse

stands a solitary, steadfast rock—

solid as a mountain and unshaken by the raging elements.

More than a shield from the storm,

this rock also points the way.

Those who find it and stand upon it discover,

no matter how harsh the weather,

that their steps become sure,

their hearts filled with certainty.

The rock not only grants them the strength to push on

but also reveals the distant horizon

that marks the end of their journey.

Over time, some explorers come to realize

that true strength does not arise solely from within,

but is found in relying on this unyielding foundation.

It keeps them cool beneath the fiery sun,

warm in the biting cold,

and reassures them that no matter how boundless

the wilderness may seem,

there is always a homeward path.

Though the wilderness remains as unpredictable as ever,

these explorers no longer feel lost.

They carry the spirit of the rock within them,

their footsteps sure and purposeful.

For they know that no matter the trials that lie ahead,

the far-off destination awaits—

and they will surely arrive.